Chapter Nineteen
“Are we going to have s*x tonight?” my impatient girl asks in the elevator. “I did so well with your fingers.”
“Darling, two fingers isn’t even close to my c**k,” I inform her smugly. But seeing her disappointment, I assure her, “But we’re still going to have lots of fun tonight.”
“I want to have s*x,” she complains.
“Now, Miss Intercourse Doesn’t Define s*x, I thought we agreed that I’d set the pace. And it’s all s*x, remember?”
She sighs, looking a bit forlorn. “Yes. I remember.”
“Good. You’re mine to treasure, sweetheart, and I want to savor each and every part of you as you flower open.”
I mean all those words, but I am secretly pleased that she’s growing hungry for s*x. I’m starving for her too, but not even starvation will drive me past making this amaz
